The human body is the world’s most advanced machine, and when the machine that is the body gets sick it is best to get some rest and allow it to heal fully before getting back into the swing of everyday life. Over the past couple of days I have had a minor cold, I call it minor because I have kept myself pretty active over this weekend, but unfortunately the “mind over matter” tactic does not always work. This “minor cold” that I was battling actually gave me a fever a couple nights ago, but after taking some medicine and sleeping through the night I decided, quite foolishly, to wake up early and do a bit of cleaning before setting out on a road trip. I would not consider myself to be the type of person to ignore my bodies signals when I am not feeling well, but I was being uncommonly stubborn this past couple of days because I found it unfair that I would work all week just to stay in bed all weekend with a fever. Defying the bodies distress calls is never a good idea, and I learned that pretty quickly after waking up that early to run errands. I found myself quickly back in bed and asleep for seven more hours before I was able to wake up and get my trip underway. No matter how hard I tried to ignore the sickness I was facing, my body did not allow my mind to interfere with it’s healing process. I am just happy that whatever bug I was dealing with is now behind me, and it didn’t seem to be at all contagious. I will just have to pay better attention to the stops signs my body is putting up when I am not at full health, and rest whenever I am sick.
This past weekend, I got a chance to hang out with an old friend who just happened to have his first child. I had a series of interesting questions to ask him about parenthood. Most of my questions were serious, but the one that stood out was a random joke question I asked that somehow managed to be relatively sensible. I asked, “If you and your wife had to go away for a year, and leave your child with a clown, a dragon, or a bear, who would you choose?” I fully understand that this is a foolish question, but it seems like most people I ask this question have the same answer. While I’m sure that everyone understands the most logical answer to this query is the clown, it is astounding just how many people don’t trust a clown with their baby. The most common answer I received was a bear, and funny enough, that was the answer I had in mind. Now, this was just meant to be a random comical question, but the answer of bear does make sense when it comes from someone in my generation. When you consider the three choices, a dragon should be immediately omitted, not just because it is a reptile, but also due to the fire breathing aspect. As for the clown, I said it before, but there is just seems to be a negative stigma on clowns, I know they are humans, but parents don’t want their children raised in a wacky and unstructured environment. The bear is my choice because of The Jungle Book. Baloo raised Mowgli and he did a perfectly fine job at it, I would love fore my children to grow up understanding the “bear necessities of life.” Try asking this question to friends and family, I know it sounds foolish, but I guarantee most people will answer bear.